Lesson of the Day

I often wake up won­der­ing what the les­son of the day will be. Some­times it hap­pens early in the day; some­times it hap­pens late. Either way, I am a lit­tle dif­fer­ent at the close of the day. The les­son of the day can­not be pre­dicted. It often appears as a prob­lem or as an unex­pected event. There are even times when it shows up right in the mid­dle of the most mun­dane task.

It would be nice to think of this jour­ney on earth as a soul-school that requires a body. I wish I could main­tain that per­spec­tive, but I usu­ally end up focus­ing on the body at the expense of the soul. That is the cur­rent habit of most — and it is short-sighted. We pick up a lot down here. Much of it will be left behind. That which goes on must be ter­ri­bly glo­ri­ous. C. S. Lewis said that “if we could see our­selves then from where we are now, we would be tempted to fall down and wor­ship our own image.” (Paraphrase)

That which lies ahead is supe­rior to that which has hap­pened. There is an advan­tage to watch­ing the dis­tant hori­zon. The gap between “here” and “there” requires some faith. We have to learn how to be con­tent in the moment as we are shaped by Divine forces.

I can­not take credit for the gen­tle soul I am becom­ing. It is not some­thing I am cre­at­ing; it is some­thing being cre­ated in me. I am just along for the ride. In the mean time, I am col­lect­ing lessons. On some days I learn more about humil­ity; on other days I learn more about love. In between I learn to laugh at myself. In all hon­esty, I can­not describe it. What­ever is hap­pen­ing seems to be lead­ing toward some sort of eter­nal wisdom.

It is enough to keep you in a state of wonder.